In Love With My Therapist ( G×G )

Chapter 18

Scarlett's POV :

" What the hell are you doing here? " She screamed whispering.

" What are YOU doing here? " I asked confused, still thinking that this must've been a hallucination.

" I work here, obviously. " She whispered rolling her eyes at my stupid question.

" Oh... right.... " I said awkwardly.

" This is an actual Mental hospital! How the fuck did you end up here. " She asked. her serious doctor tone is still the same.

" Long story. " I kept staring at the floor nervously avoiding her eyes.

" Oh my god, are you okay? " She noticed the cigarette burn that the bitch left on my neck.

" Yeah, I- I'm fine. " I put my hands on the floor trying to push myself up but I couldn't, I closed my eyes for a second because I was feeling a terrible pain in my head from the fall before trying again.

She handed me her hand to help me up, but I still couldn't get up. So instead She bent down and effortlessly lifted me with one hand like I'm a tiny kitten. She's really strong, and it's pretty hot.

" Oh, you don't look fine. "

" No, I- "

" Come inside, I'll give you something for the- " she pointed at my neck.

"Okay. "

She led me to her office and I followed her inside.

I couldn't help but check her out.

She looked perfect as usual.

She wasn't wearing her scrubs which was odd, she always wore her scrubs.

She was wearing a white shirt with two open buttons, showing a bit of her chest. An oversized blue pants that highlighted her well-shaped back. Adding to that, she had heels on, which made her look even hotter.

She appeared somewhat different from the last time I saw her. She got a new haircut her hair was longer and had layers, she was wearing glasses, and she seemed to have lost some weight.

" Sit. " She pointed to a chair.

This office was way younger than the other one, but It was nice and well-organized.

" What? " She noticed me staring at her while she was searching for something in the first aid kit bag.

" Your hair looks nice. " I said in a quiet tone because apparently I still can't keep anything to myself when it comes to her.

She looked at me nervously.
She hid her smile, but she couldn't hide her Rossy cheeks.

The fact that she was blushing at my compliment made me smile like an idiot.

" So ummm, how did a nice rich girl like you end up here? " She swallowed, she was clearly nervous.

I laugh, at the "nice" girl.

" I'm serious, there's some crazy people here Scar. " She said switching to her serious tone.

That tone of hers is so sexy.

" I don't wanna talk about it okay? "
" Here. "
She handed me an ointment.

" Do you- have a mirror? " I ask her because I wanted to apply the ointment and I couldn't see where the burn was.

" Let me help you. " I gave her the ointment.

She bent down and put her hand on my knee for support.

Her cleavage was visible with her unbuttoned shirt so I couldn't help but take a glance, and I immediately regretted it because she caught me.